AUDREYI’d expected his anger. He probably rushed out of his home, as he was looking fresh from the shower, wearing only a white T-shirt and jeans. But I still couldn’t understand how he found me.Hastily, he opened the car door and ordered me to get in and settle into the driver’s seat. I jolted in surprise when he furiously smashed his fist on the steering wheel.“How could you fucking leave like that, Audrey?” he hissed. “I was only in the bathroom for a fucking few minutes, and instead of waiting and telling me, you came running to Charles Scott?”“I didn’t come here for Charles! You should understand that by now by showing your face in front of Edward Hopkins,” I retorted. He apparently didn’t like this tone. “How did you find me, anyway?”“You dropped your phone on my floor. I accidentally read the text.”I heaved out a sigh. “He knows now who you are. I’m sorry about that. But aren’t you concerned about what he might do?”“He’ll find out anyway, and he can’t touch us here,” he
AUDREYFor the next few minutes, that seemed like forever, he was fucking me without stopping, and I didn’t know anymore how many times I came. He was hitting the very end of my womb and my sensitive spots. And the next thing, he brought me to the living room and found me on top of him, then I rocked against him. The sensation was too much. I was already losing control, and my legs were giving out.But as if he could feel my soreness, he rolled me over and sank into me from behind, and he just didn’t run out of energy. His tempo was speeding up in each round. I’d never felt so full and so damned well-fucked compared to our previous sex. Each time, he’d show me that there was always something more to do with making love. For the rest of the night, he bent me over, pinned me to the wall, and then finally, he brought me to his bedroom, and he slowed down. He brushed my cheek with his thumb and looked into my eyes intently. “I know this is not the good time to tell you this, but I mean
AUDREY“Mr. Stark,” Charles greeted politely and formally shook hands with Gabriel.“Please have a seat, Mr. Scott.”“Charles would do. Thank you.”“Gabriel then.”Both men sat across the sofa and began the conversation. Gabriel placed the binder on the center table.“I’m glad you came here instead of meeting Audrey in the middle of the night,” Gabriel pressed earnestly. “I want this business to be done.”“Whoa! I didn’t mean to make a wrong impression here,” Charles tried to reason. “Audrey’s father asked me—”“I already explained that to Gabriel, Charles. It’s alright,” I interjected. I sent Gabriel a frown and shook my head. He rolled his eyes. “Fine. Since I already have my brother arrange the papers, what’s left is Audrey and your signature,” he said to Charles. “I already have the money ready, and I will give you the check.”“Very well. I don’t want to prolong this anyway. My uncle doesn’t even know I’m here.” Charles looked at me. “I’ll deal with him later.”“This uncle of you
GABRIELA minute later, an email came to his phone. “It’s here,” Scott confirmed. “Where shall I send it?”“Send it to Audrey,” I instructed.He sighed. “Fine.” He pressed buttons on his phone screen. “Done.”Audrey picked up her phone and checked her email. “It’s here.”“Good.” Charles prompted. “How can I make sure you won’t do anything to it?”“I’m a businessman, Charles. I know what confidential means, but it’ll be used later if necessary. For investigation.”“Okay, fine!” he snapped. “Now, what are we saying?”“Very well.” I went to my desk, picked up my iPad, and showed him the tattoo he saw on his uncle’s back. “The Onyx Monkey. It’s the name of your father and Edward Hopkins’s illicit firm. I hired an outsider to join their club, and to get inside, you must have a, yes, a tattoo and a million-dollar entrance fee to become an official member.”“You really like spending, do you?” his statement sounded like a mock. “Yes, I do because I can,” I retorted. “Anyway, since I have th
AUDREY Tomorrow was the weekend, so Gabriel invited me to his parent’s house in the Hamptons for dinner. Everyone was delighted to see Gabriel, and I’ve never felt so welcomed in my life in someone else’s home. I was envious because it could never be like this in my family.After dinner, the dessert was served, and I picked the delicious-looking chocolate truffle. It was soft and sweet, with a taste of rum mixing harmoniously with the coco. I shut my eyes and savored the dark bite with my lips.“Hmm…” I hummed involuntarily, making everyone look in my direction. But I realized I was too loud as they all stared at me, and I was instantly embarrassed. Gabriel was watching me, gnawing his knuckles, and he inwardly groaned under his breath. He narrowed his eyes at me and whispered something only the two of us could hear. I felt his lips brush my ear and somewhat ticklish.“You didn’t just eat that, did you?” he teased.I grinned like a child. “It was delicious!”Elazar chuckled at me.
AUDREYAfter settling some more of my things in our room, Gabriel and I joined Coulson and Maya on the beach.“After the game, I’ll take you to the town to fetch things you might need. We’re staying here until Sunday,” Gabriel said.“Yeah. It looks so beautiful here. It’s such a waste if I can’t even get to stroll.”Gabriel kissed my forehead. “Just what I’m thinking. Come on.”The game went on two versus two, and I teamed up with Coulson. Our team nearly got every pass and service. I was laughing so hard.Halfway through the game, we called for a water break, and Maya handed me a bottle of energy drink and another one for Coulson. Gabriel chugged on his bottle and breathed out. “We still have another half,” Maya said. “So don’t think that we already lost.” She laughed. “You’re on the losing side because you’re there, Maya,” Coulson joked.She pouted. “Gabriel is scoring!”“I pretty much own all the scores.” Gabriel messed up with his sister’s hair. “Maybe you picked the wrong game.
GABRIEL The foreperson stood up, holding the final verdict in the court. “State of New York versus Mr. Aaron Henderson. We, the jury, duly impaneled, charged, and sworn in the above-entitled action, do, on our oath, find the defendant, Aaron Henderson, guilty of rape in the first degree, as charged in the first count of the information.”Aaron fucking Henderson sent me a smirk while the officers were taking him. I wanted to fucking smack him to death, but I had a reputation. The people fled after the court was adjourned, and Carla’s arms flew around me.“Let’s get you out of here,” I said. “Have you eaten anything?”She shook her head. “No. I couldn’t.” She wiped her tears.“Come on.” I took her out of the court and brought her to the nearest restaurant. I got her a chocolate mousse cake because I knew it was her favorite and an African tea and got a coffee for myself.She picked up the fork but didn’t touch the cake. “Thank you, Gabriel, and I’m sorry for the trouble.”“No, I should
AUDREYI felt a little dizzy when I opened my eyes. I didn’t understand what was going on. I was lying in the middle of the rooftop floor. I almost screamed at the sight of Gabriel’s bodyguard unconscious on the ground, bleeding to death.Then I gasped in horror when I saw the figure in front of me. Edward Hopkins. Everything was back now. He punched me earlier, and I lost consciousness. So much for a man who called himself my father. I touched my forehead, and I was bleeding.I moaned as I remembered I was in pain.I pushed my legs to crawl over the corner, and he bent down in front of me. “I’m not going to hurt you, Audrey, only if you listen.”“I’m never going to listen to you anymore. You’re not my real father. You neglected me. You hurt me!”He touched my face. “Oh, but we are family, Audrey,” he whispered. There’s no more hint of a soul in his eyes. “Because even if I know you and that boy Liam messed up my life, turning Charles against me, I’m still willing to forgive you. Beca